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Dear Santa by Jaelyn Storm

litagentsaritza's review

3.0

This short read was so much fun to read, I couldn't help smiling through it all and it doesn't hurt that I'm a sucker for Brady-Bunch-style... um... coupling. LOL

Summary: Dear Santa, Veronica’s Daddy and my uncle are sad and we want them to be happy. Can you please find someone for them? We know it won’t be easy, they are momosexyoualls… please help! Love, Bobby

What I liked about this read: How can you not love a story with a cute Dear Santa letter like that? I mean, really! :D Dads are hot, let's face it and when kids ask Santa for their parents to get together, you KNOW it's going to happen. I mean... he's SANTA!

[a:Jaelyn Storm|2931756|Jaelyn Storm|http://www.goodreads.com/images/nophoto/nophoto-U-50x66.jpg] quickly brings you up to speed on how these two single fathers (though one is by proxy) ended up as single fathers and while I'd wished the story was longer, I did enjoy the quick read. It was like going for a quick, refreshing dip in the pool on a hot summer day before sitting down in front of the fan with a cool drink.

This read is what I image Gay Miracle on 34th Street to be like... hell, it's the way Miracle on 34th Street SHOULD have been like! Every good daddy man deserves another equally hot and sexy daddy man. Just sayin'!

Excerpt: “Hold up, Mike,” he ordered, and then walked over to him with determination.

Mike paused, turning around to see what Lucas wanted. He watched Lucas’s long legs eat up the distance between them and in the back of his mind, a stray thought alluded to the idea that he was caught in a spider’s web. There was just something so predatory in the determined way that Lucas moved toward him that made Mike nervous. He was so distracted that when Lucas finally spoke, he missed what was said.

“What?” Mike asked as if coming out of a fog.

“I said ‘mistletoe,’” Lucas repeated, pointing upward.

Lucas watched him look up, and then snatched Mike to him before the slighter man could really register what the words and the odd bundle of green leaves meant, and kissed Mike. Lucas poured everything he had into that kiss. The weeks of wanting and the months of yearning had built up
into something extremely volatile.

Mike felt the heat in Lucas’s kiss all the way down to his toes, making them curl. If there was any protest, then those soft, sweet lips scorched it out of Mike’s brain and had Mike pressing his body into Lucas, begging for more. He wanted to moan but his mouth was too busy for any sound to come out. Instead, he kissed Lucas back with an equal
passion.

As if they were connected mentally, both men sent their shirts flying, needing to feel the connection of skin against skin. When Mike felt Lucas’s hair-roughened chest against his own smoother torso, he shuddered and gasped. His nipples peaked instantly, flooding his body with an arousal that would not be denied. Pulling back, he licked and nibbled around the hard pectoral in front of him until he found a dusky, flat nipple wreathed in a light halo of hair.

Lucas groaned in response. His pants felt as if they were two sizes too small in the groin area and the small part of his mind that was able to think said that they had to go. Without breaking contact, Lucas unfastened his jeans and pushed them down his legs in a rough impatient gesture, taking his snug briefs with the denim. He kicked the pants away as he grabbed Mike and half-carried, half-dragged him to the couch.

Lucas dropped Mike on his back and then came down heavily between his legs, pinning the smaller man without hesitation. Lucas’s arousal was cradled in the valley of Mike’s pelvis. Mike could feel it rubbing against his own stiff member through the jeans he was wearing. Mike arched and bumped against him, wanting to be free of the heavy
material himself.

Lucas seemed to understand what Mike needed. He reached between them, opened the fly and fished out Mike’s cock. Mike arched into the big rough hand encircling him, loving being touched so intimately by this dream of a man. He loved it so much that a clear drop of pleasure slid down Lucas’s knuckles as he stroked the hard meat.

Mike was surprisingly gifted for his stature and incredibly responsive. Lucas had to taste him. Sliding down on the couch until his face was level with Mike’s need, Lucas took the wide head into his mouth, lapping at the tip and taking his first taste. Mike nearly came off of the couch. His other lovers had never done this for him and it both elated and humbled him that Lucas would give him such an intimate caress.

Restlessly, he kicked off his pants as he allowed himself to be carried away on waves of ecstasy. But he could only take just a few minutes of the pleasure before it quickly grew to be too much.

“Lucas, no, please,” he pleaded incoherently, unable to control his body.

“It’s okay; just let it happen,” Lucas whispered encouragingly before returning to driving the small man wild with his mouth.